Writing

Some, well, quite a bit of my prose in this venture is pure junk. But I’m actually happy with what is going on with the characters. One thing though, I’ve got to stop introducing new characters. There is really something to be said for this kind of writing. If I ...

I was going to write a lot once I got the baby down, but I fell asleep and woke up at 2:00 am. I got to my goal for the day, though, and am at a good stopping point. IOW, I don’t know what exactly is going to happen next. ...

And so it begins. Not my best opening lines, but they exist, at least. So, what genre do you think I’m writing? â€œAnd I still canâ€™t believe some women still use cloth diapers,â€ Heather said. â€œOh, I know. I remember my mom had to swish them around the toilet, and ...

The graphic on the right says it all. I decided to do this today. I don’t have any idea what I will write. No plot. No characters yet. Not even a genre. Blog entries this month will be excerpts from the novel. Oh, and my question of the day: What ...

Iâ€™ve been going through boxes and files of paper recently, and came upon a collection of poems I had forgotten about. Most of them are truly awful, but only in the eyes of one who isnâ€™t drunk on youth and love. On one particular page several verses are scrawled out ...

When I was a teenager, I received a book for my birthday from a cousin. I must have gotten a puzzled look on my face as I looked at the cover depicting a barbarian brandishing a war hammer in space*. â€œYour sister said to just get something I donâ€™t understand,â€ ...